If I was a Kite

Music: Pale Blue Moon by Liad Abraham

If I was a kite 

I would pray that 

God holds my string 

So that I’m not lost 

To the changes and chances 

Of a tempestuous wind

If I was a kite 

Every day I’d aim to pray 

That God holds firm onto my string 

For with his love and protection 

I could never be helpless 

For a kite without a string 

Is lost to the current of the world 

Ripped and tattered 

Dampened and smudged 

With soot and muck 

But, If I ever did drift 

Unleashed unto the worldly wind 

O’er fields of tulips and poppies 

Beautiful yet fleeting 

I must not be tricked 

For seasons change 

And a kite does not fare well 

in bitter winter weather

Like how a calm sea turns into a tsunami 

So does the world have its surprises

Oh God, if I, a kite, were e’er lost 

I’d pray to glide steadfastly

On a gentle breeze

To return to your unyielding grasp 

I’d say, 

‘forgive my wondering from Your sight 

And please mend my spars with Your light’ 

For this, I must pray everyday 

For I never know what the day will behold 

And I cannot afford to drift 

Unto the mercy of the world 

Oh God, only on you do I rely 

to uplift me unto tranquil sky 

And discern where I must go 

To truly, faithfully soar